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

Chapter 726 Ice Soul Delivers Medicine, Moves in the Battle

"Yu'er, you lead Zhao'er and Heng'er to step back first, and properly refine the Fire Dates to break through your cultivation level."

The few Core Formation seedlings in Xuan Yang Mountain are no ordinary individuals.

Fang Yi waved for his three disciples to step back and then turned his gaze to the youngest disciple.

"This energy flow, the way of heavenly secrets seems to have improved again; Da Cheng has indeed fathered a fine son."

Fang Yi had this thought for no apparent reason: in terms of appearance, even including Feng Yuanzheng on Black Abyss Island, Fan Deye was undoubtedly number one.

"One month later, your master made an appointment with You Xishan of the Sutra Repository to select a cultivation method for you."

"Deye, come with me. Let me see how your Green Medicine Secret Seal is progressing."

"It's Master."

Fan Deye bowed respectfully, his face full of reverence, and followed Fang Yi half a step behind.

A quarter of an hour later.

Inside the quiet chamber of the Xuanling Longevity Palace, a spring about ten feet in diameter gushed forth pure, misty spiritual energy.

"A third-tier spiritual spring?"

Suddenly, a silver streak of light emerged from the ground and flew into Fang Yi's arms.

Fang Yi sniffed the overpowering scent of cosmetics, raised an eyebrow, and his five fingers glowed with a bluish light as he ruthlessly slapped it down.

"Ow!"

With a scream, water splashed everywhere, and Seven Rings was thrown into the spiritual spring, his silver fur instantly soaked.

"So you've finally decided to come back?" Fang Yi said calmly. "I sent you to Ice Soul Peak to deliver medicine, and you're only returning now?"

"Tell me, which female disciple of Ice Soul Peak have you taken a fancy to?"

"Hehe, I was just digging into my ancestral bloodline, it's nothing serious."

Qi Jie smiled innocently, not bothered at all about being knocked into the Spirit Spring.

Given the strength of the Demon King's physical body, unless Fang Yi's body refinement method breaks through to the third level, he can only withstand a single palm strike, which cannot even break through the Demon King's defenses.

It shook its fur, scattering glistening water droplets, and stared wide-eyed at the misty spring.

After Fang Yi condensed his true elixir and convened the Dharma assembly, he gained complete support from the sect.

"Master, where did you get this third-tier spiritual spring from?"

"One of the pillars of support within the sect," Fang Yi said calmly.

Suppressing Xiao Yan and Yan Youtai in Xuan Yang Mountain, with its numerous rules and regulations and the constraints imposed by various forces, is even more troublesome than killing the two.

But once success is achieved, the benefits are proportional to it.

Several third-tier spiritual herbs, deliberately preserved with vitality, were used as materials by Chi Meizi to assist in refining the Azure Lotus Banner into a mid-grade magic weapon.

It was intended for Fang Yi to use in refining spiritual medicine.

This nourishing spring was meticulously excavated by Zhu Huaiyuan, a pseudo-elixir master of the Xuan Yang lineage, who opened up the spiritual veins and connected with the feng shui.

Such treatment is something that ordinary Core Formation cultivators can only dream of but never attain.

Xiao Yan, who is also a Core Formation True Person, will advance to the third level of the Burning Dome Spirit Vein half a month ago.

It only rose to the third rank, lower grade.

There is no spiritual spring, and spiritual fields are even more of a pipe dream.
"Xiao Qi, it's just in time you're back. I need you to do something."

Go to the Changsun family and summon Changsun Jie to see me.

Fang Yi directed his demon-gazing pet, then turned his gaze to the calm and composed Fan Deye, who stood to the side.

He had a handsome face, red lips and white teeth, and a scholarly air. His messy hair was tied up with a crimson silk ribbon, with bronze divination coins hanging from the end, and three feet of yarrow stalks hanging from his waist.

'Many female cultivators who practice the Joyful Path are fond of this; if they can reach the Foundation Establishment stage, they could fetch a good price in their past lives.'
Deye should be reminded to be careful. With the emergence of Yu Jizi, a Golden Core cultivator, the Hehuan Sect is becoming increasingly arrogant and unscrupulous, waiting for the right person to sell.

Fang Yi spoke.

"Deye, enter the Spirit Spring. Your master will assist you in completely eliminating the cultivation within your body."

So that when you go to the Scripture Pavilion to select a cultivation method and measure your Qi channels, you can choose the one that best complements your innate talent and aptitude.

"Yes!"

Fan Deye's heart was filled with emotion. You Xishan in the Sutra Pavilion was also a fake alchemist.

He was a master of studying and deducing martial arts techniques and was renowned among the various families of Xuan Yang Mountain.

Countless cultivators offered generous gifts to this fake alchemist, seeking to select suitable cultivation methods for him.

Unfortunately, although this Master You held the title of the Master of the Scripture Pavilion, he was elusive and difficult to find, and those who wanted to pay him a visit could not find his cave dwelling.

With a wave of his sleeve, Fang Yi unleashed his power of withering and flourishing, transforming it into a green aura that seeped into Fan Deye's body.

"Sigh~"

Qingyun's magical power was like a steel blade scraping bone, inch by inch cutting through muscles, bones, and internal organs.
Crimson blood seeped from all the acupoints on his body, turning into scabs, and in an instant, under the cleansing of the spiritual spring, tender pink flesh was revealed.

Sweat streamed down his temples, Fan Deye's face was contorted with rage, and the intense pain caused him to tremble uncontrollably.

pain!
The excruciating pain, penetrating to the very marrow and piercing to the very soul, relentlessly eroded his already fragile sanity.

Fan Deye now understands why, despite the great benefits of switching cultivation methods, few people actually do it.

"Good character."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction on his face.

A superior Dao Foundation is called a Golden Core Seed, with a bright future. Even if things don't go well, as long as one doesn't die, one can cultivate to the point of Foundation Establishment perfection and condense a Golden Core, potentially achieving a level several times higher than other cultivators of the same rank.

However, a superior foundation in the Dao is hard to come by. Even with family support and elders' assistance, it is difficult to cultivate the three treasures of essence, qi, and spirit to perfection.

Only by combining the three treasures can one hope to forge a superior foundation for the Dao.

Although Fan Deye possesses a superior-grade golden spiritual root, his cultivation technique is not at the third level, and his magical power is not pure enough.

The Fan family is still in its early stages of development and has to support two Foundation Establishment cultivators. Even if he wanted to, the spiritual resources he could obtain would be limited.

“Deye, your acquired constitution is insufficient, and your physical body has been interfered with by previous cultivation methods.”

"A blank sheet of paper is best for painting; I will completely wash away your magical power, sealing it away as essence."

A six-pointed plum blossom appeared in Fang Yi's eyes, and he pointed with his fingertip.

Fan Deye's blue medicine seal between his eyebrows emitted a bright light, continuously devouring the refined essence.

"Seven days. If you can persevere for seven days, Deye, you can go into battle unburdened and free from the contamination of your previous cultivation techniques."

"In the future, if one establishes a superior foundation for Dao, the chances of achieving an improvement of ten percent can be increased."

"Master, please do it!"

Fan Deye's eyes were bleeding from the cracks, his face was contorted, and the excruciating pain that went deep into his bones made him clench his teeth and move his lips several times before he could finally speak with difficulty.

Fang Yi nodded slightly, a hint of relief appearing in his eyes.

Having Fan Deye defeat his peers was not just to establish the prestige of the Five Extremes Peak lineage.

Testing the strengths of Yan Youtai and Tian Quezi at Tianji Peak is of utmost importance.

Based on Huang Guangsheng's lifespan, even if he had taken longevity pills, Tian Quezi's lifespan would not have been enough to support Yan Youtai in reaching the sixth level of the Core Formation stage.

This cunning and treacherous character, like a fox, made several moves as swift as a gazelle's horns, striking with thunderous force from afar.

Fang Yi truly couldn't believe that Tian Quezi would cause the Wu Gengzi lineage to decline continuously after his death.

Sutra Pavilion.

There are three Scripture Repositories on Xuanyang Mountain, one for each of the Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, and Core Formation stages.

Unlike the Scripture Pavilion that Fang Yi entered when he established his Dao foundation.

The Xuanwen Valley's secret library is the most profound, and only those who have made great contributions can enter.

The vast valley was shrouded in deep clouds and mist.

On the ancient stone steps, there stands a simple and unadorned library with elegant eaves and brackets, exuding a faint fragrance of books.

"Crack!"

The heavy gate was shrouded in incantations.

You Xishan opened the door with his long, slender fingers, his black hair casually tied up with a wooden hairpin, and he looked like a man in his thirties.

His eyes were bright and piercing, and his lean body was wrapped in a plain white robe.

"The sect leader has invited a Grand Master from the sect to assist?"

He held a token in his hand, his fingertips making subtle hand gestures. After a while, a hint of amusement appeared in his eyes.

"interesting."

You Xishan took out several wooden sticks from his sleeve.

"Mo Tong'er, Xi Yan'er, you two take these wooden slips and summon the cultivators who have been visiting us for the past ten years."

In about a month, we will be welcoming guests and settling these old stories together.

"So that the old man inside won't keep urging us."

"Crack~"

The gate, carved with the spirit beast Bai Ze, was fully opened, and a surge of spiritual energy rushed out, filled with the fragrance of books and the awe-inspiring presence of Dao.

The five-colored spiritual light in the pavilion is intertwined, gorgeous and colorful.

Faintly visible are jade slips of various colors—red, blue, white, yellow, and black—that transform into precious pearls or the bright moon, absorbing and releasing the spiritual energy of the five elements.

The ink marks, like dragons and snakes, subtly reveal true meaning, or perhaps evolve into the phantom of a demon god, majestic and awe-inspiring;
Or it may evolve into towering peaks, thick and continuous.
In an instant, her slender, jade-like hand suppressed the strange phenomenon.

Two fair-skinned boys, dressed in silver robes, led several cultivators out in single file, their voices acknowledging the order. "Master, have you informed everyone, near or far?"

"Yes, inform everyone. If they can get to Xuanwen Valley within a month, then they have the opportunity."

If I don't make it in time, it's because I'm unlucky and my life is short, so as not to trouble you, sir."

You Xishan spoke calmly, seemingly not taking the dozen or so fake alchemists who had asked for his help seriously.

Wooden sticks scattered from all directions.

In the Xuan Yang Mountain region, a flurry of activity ensued as one after another, Pseudo-Dan Real Persons and lineage leaders, accompanied by their most outstanding descendants, rushed towards Xuan Wen Valley.

Burning the dome, inside the Eternal Light Hall.

In a pool of wood spirits, the water shimmered, and life force swirled around the Azure Blood Bodhi branch.

Xiao Yan held the wooden stick, pondered for a moment, and then cast a magic seal.

A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Qingying hurried into the Changming Hall and bowed deeply.

"Greetings, Clan Chief. May your path to immortality be everlasting and your light boundless."

"Ah."

With a wave of his hand, Xiao Yan tossed down a token engraved with the shape of a Bodhi branch and spoke.

"Xiao Qingying, Xuanwen Valley is now open. Take my decree and go there."

Although You Xishan was only a fake alchemist, he was well-versed in the sect's techniques and received guidance from him.

This is enough to make your future path of cultivation much simpler.

"It's the real person." Xiao Qingying's face showed excitement as she respectfully held the token and left the main hall.

She had long heard of You Xishan's name, but she had been struggling to find a way to get in touch with him.

I had already given up, but unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better and an opportunity came my way.

Tianji Peak.

Inside the ancient cave dwelling, the walls are made of green jade and the tiles are made of glazed tiles.

In the lush bamboo forest, the rich spiritual energy is refined by the bamboo, transforming into a misty spiritual aura, completely free of impurities.

Zhou Qian sat cross-legged, constantly refining his magical power through inhalation and exhalation.

Yan Youtai stepped into the bamboo forest, sensing Zhou Qian's aura, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

"The opening of Xuanwen Valley's scripture pavilion is a rare opportunity."

Qian'er, come with me on this journey.

Zhou Qian slowly calmed the flow of his internal energy, stood up, and stood tall and straight like a bamboo.

He looked puzzled. His master, Yan Youtai, was a Core Formation True Person and a successor of the Tianji Peak lineage.

If Yan Youtai is willing, he can enter the Xuanwen Valley Sutra Repository at any time; why is he in such a hurry?

"Master, what is the significance of this Xuanwen Valley Scripture Pavilion?"
Why are you in such a hurry?

“You Xishan, who has always been elusive, has shown himself. If we miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to find him again.”

Yan Youtai looked at Zhou Qian and patiently gave him instructions.

The reason he accepted this disciple was to make things difficult for Fang Yi and to target Fan Deye.

However, Zhou Qian performed exceptionally well; his temperament, foundation, and talent in the Dao of Heavenly Secrets were all top-notch.

Yan Youtai, unusually, showed a liking for talent and wanted to nurture it carefully.

"No unauthorized persons may enter the Xuanwen Valley Scripture Pavilion, but if I wish, I may enter at any time."

You Xishan is different.

In terms of magical combat, ten You Xishans would not be a match for me.
But when it comes to deducing cultivation techniques and guiding younger generations, even the sect's Core Formation cultivators, including the Heavenly Defect Ancestor, might not be as strong as him.

"Even the patriarch can't compare?" Zhou Qian was shocked. That was a great master!

"It's not that we can't compare, but rather that Ancestor Tianque devoted his heart and soul to cultivation."

A look of admiration appeared in Yan Youtai's eyes.

Even so, You Xishan's talent in martial arts is top-notch.

Unfortunately, the elixir was condensed into a fake one, severing the path to enlightenment.

Otherwise, my Xuan Yang Mountain would have produced another top-tier True Person.

I wonder who has such influence to ask him to intervene.

Seven days later.

As the silver moon rises in the east, it casts its silvery light, draping the towering Five Peaks in a thin veil.

In the quiet room, the sound of flesh tearing could be heard.

A handsome young man wore a green pine robe and black boots, with clear eyes.

Fan Deye's skin glowed with a luminous, jade-like light as he felt the broad and resilient layers of meridians, and he expressed his gratitude.

"Thank you for your help, Master!"

"This is your skill, to change your foundation and completely scatter your magical power. The pain involved is like having your tendons and bones pulled out."

Ordinary cultivators cannot last seven days.

Those with poor mental fortitude either give up halfway or suffer a agonizing death.

Fang Yi looked satisfied; Fan Deye's performance had exceeded his expectations.

These direct descendants of Foundation Establishment families, raised in luxury and never having experienced hardship, with the help of the Green Medicine Seal, can at most manage to persevere.

Fan Deye, however, was quite different.

On the first day, he barely managed to hold on, but a day later, he managed to suppress the excruciating pain in his body and soul with a terrifying mind.

In conjunction with the Green Medicine Seal, it absorbs magical power and shatters the foundation of the dantian.

Now that Fan Deye is free from the burdens of his past cultivation methods, the hidden poison from the pills he took has also been completely washed away.

Like a piece of raw jade, with a little carving, it is enough to shine with brilliant light.

"Deye, you have now been reborn. Come with me to the Sutra Repository."
Changing your exercise routine every morning will bring you more benefits in the future.

Among the younger generation of Qi cultivators in our sect, there are several with exceptional talent, possessing innate spiritual bodies.

Fang Yi swept up Fan Deye with his sleeve and fled towards the Sutra Repository.

Xuanwen Valley.

Above the long stone steps, an ancient and simple library stands tall, with scriptures engraved on the walls, giving rise to many strange phenomena.

"Crack!"

The tightly closed door opened, and a boy with red lips and white teeth, holding a scroll, looked at the dozen or so fake alchemists who were eagerly waiting.

"quiet!"

"Master Deng Li of Jinxiu Tower, Master Su Qi of Hanshui Cliff, please bring your juniors inside for a chat."

Deng Li and Su Qi exchanged a glance, both seeing the joy in each other's eyes.

The reputation of Youxi Mountain as a place with a path to knowledge is truly proven by generations of cultivators on Xuanyang Mountain.

Putting everything else aside, Deng Li was able to condense a fake elixir because he received guidance from You Xishan back then and practiced a secret method to harmonize the Qi of Earth.

Amidst the envious glances of the other cultivators.

Deng Li took out a ruyi from his sleeve, pushed it into the boy's hand, and spoke politely.

"Thank you for your help, Fellow Daoist Xiyan."

"It's just a small token of my appreciation." Su Qi also took a storage bag from his waist and stuffed it into Xi Yan's arms.

Although this boy was only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, as someone who served You Xishan, he was enough to make the two pseudo-Core Formation cultivators curry favor with him.

Xi Yan frowned slightly and returned the Ruyi magic tool and storage bag the way they came.

"Without the master's decree, you two immortals must not harm me."

"This"

"Xi Yan'er, is Junior Brother You here?"

A silver streak of light descended from the sky, followed by Yan Youtai's immense pressure.

His gaze swept over the many cultivators until they all lowered their heads and dared not look directly at him, before finally settling on the Scripture Pavilion.

"Master Yan, why be so angry?"

The clear voice rang out, instantly dispelling Yan Youtai's oppressive aura.

Yan Youtai frowned slightly and spoke.

"Deng Li, Su Qi, you two may step aside for now. Junior Brother You will assist this disciple in regulating his qi and meridians and studying the cultivation technique."

"This..." Deng Li hesitated for a moment, then took a step back.

While Yu Xishan's guidance to younger generations was highly beneficial, it paled in comparison to offending Yan Youtai.
They are not on the same level; the younger generation will always remain just that—the younger generation.

"Why is Senior Brother Yan in such a hurry?"
According to the order of arrival, Master You had also made an appointment with me beforehand.”

Auspicious blue clouds appeared from the horizon and landed in front of the Sutra Repository in the blink of an eye.

Fang Yi glanced at Yan Youtai and then at Zhou Qian, his eyes gleaming.

'The reins of Xuan Yang will begin with the lineage of Yan Youtai.'

(End of this chapter)