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

Chapter 781 Azure Sky Battle, Heavenly Missing Child Appears

"A treasure from a celestial cave?"

Yan Youtai, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes. The hexagrams of the universe appeared, and his eyes shone with a sharp light.

"What grade of treasure from a celestial abode?"

“It’s that Creation Banner,” Changsun Jie said.

"Having already perfected the Six Paths Treasure Restriction, Fang Yi intends to use it to suppress the foundation of the Five Extremes Peak lineage."

If he succeeds, it will cause endless trouble for my plot to seize the Five Peaks.”

"That medical treasure?" Yan Youtai asked, his eyes filled with doubt.

The treasures of the grotto-heaven are extremely expensive to obtain, requiring at least a near-fourth-tier cosmic spiritual object as a foundation, followed by painstaking refinement and a great deal of effort.

Fang Yi was only in the early stages of Core Formation, so where did this opportunity come from?

He made calculations with his fingertips, but the secrets of heaven were murky, chaotic, and disordered.

"Ha, the position of sect leader is protected by the sect's fortune?"

"If I was helpless before, I can't worry about that now."

"Wow!"

Yan Youtai's true elixir circulated, and magical power surged through his meridians, evolving strands of Daoist rhyme.

[Zhou Tian], [Divination], [Bagua], [Constellations].
The Daoist principles intertwine and weave together, transforming into a celestial Bagua domain that absorbs and releases spiritual energy from all directions.

Changsun Jie's eyes narrowed slightly, and he lowered his hands in respect, muttering to himself, "I'm just one step away from breaking through to the third-tier upper level and evolving the prototype of the Great True Person's Daoist Temple."

This is a deliberate attempt to suppress the issue, preventing a final step and allowing for room for maneuver.

"Edict!"

Yan Youtai's black and white robes fluttered in the wind, his silver hair danced wildly, making him appear like a god or a demon.

"The hexagram is formed at the ninth line of the fifth position, revealing the secrets of heaven!"

"Buzz!"

As the Eight Trigrams of the Heavenly Stems rotated, silver light surged forth, condensing into a magnificent and precious mirror.

The mirror-like surface is clear and bright, surrounded by mysterious energy, which constantly evolves within the Vast Ocean Tower.

"Wow!"

The precious mirror reflects the energy within the Azure Sky Cliff.

In the four directions of the outer city, the cave dwellings of eight pseudo-Dan cultivators appeared, and cultivators came and went in the cave dwellings, holding the lifeline of Qingkong Cliff in their grasp.

The mirror became increasingly clear.

Tan Xing absorbed magical power and secluded himself for arduous cultivation; Gong Ni, wielding a feather fan and wearing a silk turban, instructed Meng Lingxuan to compete for the title of one of the Nine Sons of Xuan Yang.

Huang Huaiyu had a muscular female cultivator with tanned skin pinned beneath him. Her plump body trembled, her eyes were slightly bloodshot, and she was panting heavily.
“Take good care of Sister Yu.”

"Yu Feihong is ungrateful. My Huang family of Qingshuijian is about to swallow the Yu family whole. It wouldn't be unreasonable to grant you a second-tier spiritual land."

"Tsk, the flavor of this Yellow River and Huai River fish is quite unique."

Yan Youtai turned his five fingers, and the mirror changed again.

Beyond the inner city, in the Fiery Crimson Cave, Xiao Changce wore a crimson robe adorned with a hundred flames, with the Profound Flame Pearl hanging high above him.

A jade-scaled snake coiled around his waist, flicking its tongue and displaying an affectionate expression.

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Pinching his brow, Yan Youtai gazed at the turbid aura of the human and the demon, their primordial yang and primordial yin mingled together.

"Xiao Changce's taste is quite unique."

As the mirror rotates, the image on the mirror changes again.

In a bamboo building in the southwest of the inner city, a verdant branch sways in the wind, gathering vitality like a tide.

Changsun Jie exclaimed in amazement, "Master Yan's divine power is such that the vast Qingkong Cliff is as clear as the lines on the palm of one's hand, with not a single flaw."

"Fellow Daoist Changsun is too kind. I have only made some progress in the Dao of Heavenly Secrets."

Yan Youtai glanced at Changsun Jie, whose pupils had shrunk to the size of pinpoints, his face showing shock. He murmured to himself.

With my full assistance, Xiao Yan has been diligently cultivating, and the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch is almost complete.

Changsun Jie was quite perceptive; it was time to get down to business.

"Buzz!"

The ancient silver mirror shone brightly, and celestial runes evolved, landing on the Vast Ocean Tower.

First, a wisp of azure energy evolved into a sixth-grade azure lotus, full of vitality, surrounded by several rays of precious light.

Then, the wild demonic energy swirled, sand and stones flew, and a cute, silvery-white little beast appeared.

"This is not the object; this is the Earth Pig Demon King."

Hmm, that's not right!

Yan Youtai frowned slightly, and with a flick of his fingers, he detected a wisp of jade-colored energy on the Wutu pig.

"With this level of demonic power, this Earth Pig has considerable magical power and a profound foundation."

Half-step Golden Core?

He muttered with a strange expression, "This Fang Yi has extraordinary luck. There are many True Immortal Pills in the sect, but they are not as good as this pig beast."

No wonder he was able to reach the third-tier Array Master level; it turns out he possessed a bloodline reversion, tracing back to his true spiritual bloodline.

"Unfortunately, without the necessary spiritual offerings and nurturing of the earth-elemental spiritual veins, this Earth Pig's cultivation has been significantly delayed."

Yan Youtai flicked his five fingers again, and the blue lotus in the mirror swayed, its energy remaining perfectly still.

"There really is a secret!"

"Edict!"

Surrounded by a radiant light, the ancient chants echoed within his soul, elevating his spiritual energy to a new level. The eight trigrams rotated in harmony with heaven and earth, and his divination skills naturally advanced to the upper rank of the third level.

"Buzz!"

The Daoist principles of [Zhou Tian], [divination], [Bagua], and [constellations] are numerous and subtle, yet many times more robust.

The Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Dharma Domain broke through, transforming into the prototype of the Heavenly Secrets Daoist Temple, connecting with the Qi of Heaven and Earth.

"open!"

Yan Youtai's eyes shone brightly, his face was cold and ruthless, and silver light flowed in the treasure mirror, making the mirror surface clear in an instant.

"Oh!"

The azure lotus energy reflected in the mirror shattered, transforming into an ancient tree with gnarled branches, graceful and canopy-like, swaying behind Fang Yi, its verdant leaves rustling.

"The Azure Sky Azure Spirit Wood, the sect's treasured spiritual root of the Azure Wood Palace?"

Yan Youtai channeled his magical power, and the image in the mirror became even clearer, with the ancient tree surrounded by vitality and Daoist charm appearing right before his eyes.

"As expected, it is the Azure Sky Spirit Wood, a fourth-tier spiritual root of the [Wood Life] Dao."
Fang Yixiu's medical techniques, the Azure Sky Treasure Cloud Qi, originated from the ancient Nascent Soul sect, the Azure Wood Palace.

I thought I had only received a wonderful technique, but it turns out there's also a secret treasure left behind by a major Nascent Soul sect.

Yan Youtai's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, revealing a deep-seated killing intent.

"Fang Yi cannot be allowed to live."

"When does Master Yan plan to make his move?" Changsun Jie asked, a thought stirring in his mind.

"Do it?"

With a wave of his sleeve, Yan Youtai caused the nascent form of the Heavenly Secrets Daoist Temple to dissipate, and the Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate to be put away.

"Junior Brother Changsun should make plans in advance. Once Fang Yi steps out of Qingkong Cliff, notify me immediately."

The treasure of the Wood-Growing Path is still salvageable after its successful refinement.

"If Fang Yi were to refine that Creation Banner to his heart's content, even without the Great True Man's intervention, no one could take his life."

"Brother Yan, you can rest assured, leave everything to me."

This concerns the path to enlightenment. Even if Fang Yi doesn't leave Qingkong Cliff, I will create opportunities.

After bowing respectfully, Changsun Jie said softly, "Which piece of gilded bronze do I need?"

"That top-grade third-tier gilded bronze was taken by Ancestor Tianque." Yan Youtai said helplessly. "Don't worry, Junior Brother Changsun. Although top-grade third-tier spiritual items are precious..."

But after I take charge of Tianji Peak, I will surely bestow upon it.”

"Junior brother thanks Senior Brother Yan." Changsun Jie's eyes held a hint of dissatisfaction, and his tone was slightly somber.

"Hanhai Tower has important matters to attend to. Junior Brother, you cannot leave for too long, lest you expose your secret. You shall go ahead."

"Yes, Junior Brother Changsun, please do as you please."

Lean less.

The Jiejiao Pavilion was silent, with only a solitary figure remaining.

"Hopefully, Changsun Jie will know what's good for him."

Yan Youtai's eyes held a chilling depth that sent shivers down one's spine.

Since the battle at Yunhe Island, the secret vault within Tianji Peak has been completely sealed off, as if they had guessed his thoughts.

Not to mention top-grade gilded bronze of the third rank, even low-grade iron essence of the third rank cannot be used.

"Ha, are they sure I won't turn on them?"

Thinking of the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch that Xiao Yan was refining, Yan Youtai's expression was a mixture of emotions, a mixture of crying and laughing.

"Once I've captured Fang Yi, I'll have a real fight with you, you cowardly old monster!"

"Yan Youtai should believe it too."

Inside the Hanhai Tower, three sticks of incense were inserted into a bronze incense burner with animal heads.

Within the Void Realm's Banner of Withering and Flourishing, the Five Elements flowed and transformed into a misty, suspended energy, while the Azure Spirit Wood, the treasure of the Azure Wood Palace, underwent divine evolution.

Fang Yi, dressed in an elegant long robe, stood with his hands behind his back, slowly withdrawing his divine sense from Changsun Jie.

"The next step is to force Yan Youtai to break through the Heavenly Secrets Dao."
"The Red-Eyebrowed One's Nascent Soul is a matter of fundamental interest to me, and that Heaven-Burning Glazed Mirror left behind by the Fire Worship Cult must be suppressed."

"It's a pity that the gilded bronze artifact is nowhere to be found. I wonder if Junior Sister Yang and Junior Brother Green Snake have any news of them obtaining such an artifact."

Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly, sat cross-legged on the futon, and the golden core in his dantian spun, refining spiritual energy into magical power.

Cultivation and improvement come from this gradual accumulation.

Diligence leads to mastery, idleness to ruin, and carelessness to destruction.

This life is full of good fortune, with a bright future and a long lifespan.
Nearly two hundred years of accumulation have brought about this excellent situation, and Fang Yi will not allow his own slackness to ruin this great path of cultivation.

As the [Sutra of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing] operates.

The cycle of life and death, the flow of Daoist energy, and the continuous refinement of the precious banner's origin by Fang Yi's spiritual power.

The four lines of spiritual light—green, black, white, and yellow—flowed and manifested the six treasures and restrictions.

With the help of the "Life and Death Scripture" which he had been cultivating for nearly two hundred years, Fang Yi was surrounded by profound spiritual energy. He used his deep foundation in the Dao of Life and Death to suppress the metal element and forcibly evolve the cycle of the five elements.

"Buzz!"

The runes evolved and intertwined, transforming into magical restrictions. In an instant, the twelve magical restrictions linked together, transforming into a phantom image of a treasure restriction of withering and flourishing.

A cute, silvery-white little beast looked at the aura before it and murmured softly.

"The Scripture of Life, Death and Prosperity" states that even the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Azure Emperor Palace in ancient times did not have such an opportunity to devour and refine the Qi of the Mysterious Heaven Spirit Vine.

"Hehe, I'm really looking forward to it."

Qi Jie held a formation plate and deduced the trapping formation, laughing maliciously.

"I, as a gentleman, am cautious and proceed with caution at every step."

The ancient treasure of the Ruins Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner, since its refinement, has at most been used to fight enemies using the methods of "Wood Growth" or "Withering and Decay".

It displays the full power to evolve the cycle of life, death, decay, and prosperity; what kind of power does it possess?

"Master Yan Youtai, you are truly blessed."

one year later.

On the top floor of the Jiejiao Pavilion at Qingkong Cliff, bamboo stretches out amidst carved railings and jade-paved terraces, and the fragrance of plum blossoms fills the air.

Yan Youtai's eyes were gloomy as he looked down at the low-rise Hanhai Building.

Sharp eyes seemed to pierce through layers of restrictions, looking at Fang Yi, who was in seclusion for cultivation.

"Junior Brother Fang, you really have a lot of patience!"

This time, let's see if you can still hold back!

His eyes were deep and cold, like ancient ice, fixed on a restaurant in the outer city.

In the western district, where food is fresh and the air is filled with the aroma of cooking, the restaurants, which should be packed with people, are completely empty.

All that remained were broken tables, chairs, benches, jade pots, and porcelain dishes.

"Oh!"

The two streams of pseudo-elixir energy collided again, clashing and fighting each other fiercely, neither giving an inch.

Huang Huaiyu, wearing a mountain and river crown, with a round body, a protruding belly, and squinting eyes, threatened.

"Yu Feihong, you have some nerve to betray Master Yan!"

"A wise bird chooses a good tree to perch on. My Yu family has acted uprightly, so how could there be any talk of betrayal?"

Yu Feihong wore a precious jade crown and a purple-gold flying cloud robe, with the corners of the robe inlaid with precious pearls that could ward off fire, stabilize wind, and suppress water.

His magnificent robes could not conceal the weariness on his face.

That year, the power of the Tianji Peak lineage greatly increased, making the Wuji Peak lineage feel suffocated.

With Yan Youtai's tacit approval, Huang Huaiyu used his power to overwhelm him, leaving him with no chance to fight back.

Now he has made up his mind and made his choice to join Fang Yi's side.

Unexpectedly, the news leaked out, and Huang Huaiyu came knocking on their door.

"Buzz!"

Three beams of spiritual light descended, and three Foundation Establishment cultivators stepped out.

The azure light completely dissipated, and Li Heng, dressed in a vast ocean robe, wearing a Nine Springs Crown, with a long sword at his waist, exuded boundless energy.

"Huang Huaiyu, what are you doing?"

"I have met Fellow Daoist Li Heng."

This is a personal matter between me and Yu Feihong; I hope you will not interfere.

Huang Huaiyu's gaze swept over Li Heng, Qin Yu, and Huo Zhao. In the past, he would have avoided these three powerful figures, but now he was completely unafraid.

"roll!"

Feeling the gazes coming from all directions, Li Heng's eyes flashed with anger, and a surge of inexplicable rage rose within him.

The Pearl of the Vast Ocean spun rapidly, its azure light surging like a tide, and its energy crashed down like giant waves.

Huang Huaiyu's eyes were deep and cold, and a brown light surged forth.

"Oh!"

"How can it be!"

The two energies clashed, causing Huang Huaiyu's expression to change slightly. The backlash from his energy sent him staggering back several steps. "Thump! Thump! Thump!"

A burst of spiritual light emanated from his feet, leaving a string of footprints on the stone path, and his face turned ugly.

"As expected of a Core Formation disciple!"

"I would be grateful if you fellow Daoists could lend me a hand!"

"Buzz!"

A series of majestic auras emerged, along with three-foot counting rods, a black-patterned divination tube, an octagonal compass, a plain white banner, an ancient painting on a blue scroll, and a seven-section pine-patterned staff.
Various magical artifacts, carrying the aura of fake elixirs and real people, rose one after another from the south, west, and north districts of the outer city.

"Six fake Core Formation Real Persons?"
These two fake alchemists should have gone to explore the Baiyangze spiritual land, so why are they still in the city?
We've been tricked!

Qin Yu's expression changed slightly. Including Yu Feihong, there were a total of seven pseudo-Dan cultivators making a move.

He held a decree in his sleeve, its magical power surging.

"Wow!"

In the northern part of the outer city, a talisman hangs in the air, a giant bronze axe emits a cold light, and a crimson magic sword moves about.

It was actually three pseudo-Dan cultivators from the Five Extremes Peak lineage—Du Qingman, Yang Juyu, and Du Jiabao—who made the move.

Three against six.

Even though Gong Ni of Tianji Peak was in seclusion and did not make a move, Fang Yi's forces were still at a significant disadvantage.

"Wow!"

Blue, black, silver, white, and purple shimmered with various precious lights.

Using three-foot counting rods, a black-patterned divination tube, and a Bagua compass, they intercepted three fake cultivators under Fang Yi's command.

The remaining three magical treasures—a plain white long banner, an ancient painting on a blue scroll, and a seven-section pine-patterned staff—approached Li Heng, Qin Yu, and Huo Zhao.

"Hey!"

In a small courtyard with white walls and black tiles, Zhu Huan sat cross-legged beside the Sword Washing Pool, his sword-like eyebrows slightly furrowed and his thin lips pursed.

"What exactly happened between Master Fang and Master Yan that caused them to completely break off their relationship?"

"I received a lot of guidance from Martial Uncle Fang Yi, so I couldn't just stand by and do nothing."

His resolute gaze swept over the still silent Hanhai Tower, his eyes filled with confusion.

But the magic flowed, and the gilded magic sword on his back rang out with a clang, emitting golden light.

"Zheng!"

A golden sword light slashed down, blocking the white banner magic weapon.

The remaining two magical artifacts continued their momentum, the ancient painting on the blue scroll was unfurled, and the seven-section pine-patterned staff struck down.

Li Heng snorted coldly, summoned the Vast Ocean Pearl, and unleashed a massive blue wave that crashed down upon him.

"puff!"

Even with his superior Dao Foundation, he was no match for two opponents fighting one against one.

Yu Feihong's expression changed drastically. If Li Heng suffered a setback in the Yu family's business, how could he explain it to Fang Yi?
He threw out his jade ruyi, but it was blocked by a net.

"Huang Huaiyu, are you crazy? If Li Heng is seriously injured and attracts the attention of Master Fang Yi, we will both die!"

"Ah!"

Thinking of Yan Youtai's secret meeting at Jiejiao Pavilion three days ago, Huang Huaiyu's eyes were filled with determination.

"This road doesn't work!"

"Damn it!" Yu Feihong was extremely anxious, but Huang Huaiyu's aura locked him down.

East City.

Liang Qu, dressed in short clothes and holding a hoe, was made up to look like an old farmer. "Si Jingming, are you going to completely break ties with Master Fang?"

"Tear off the mask?"

Si Jingming wore a headscarf, a hempen robe, and was barefoot.

"Fang Yi has already cut off my path, so what if we tear off all pretenses?"

"Liang Qu, you've sided with Wuji Peak, worked for Fang Yi, and secured your place among the Nine Sons of Xuan Yang. How smug!"

He wore a mocking expression and said sarcastically:
"Did you ever imagine that Master Yan would advance to the mid-stage of Core Formation and turn the tide against all odds?"

"Is Fang Yi's power now so suffocated by this pressure?"

"Haha, I am here today. Do you want to go and provide support?"
wishful thinking! "

【Food is Fresh】

Seeing that many cultivators were being blocked, Qin Yu's eyes flashed with killing intent, and he unfurled the Azure Lotus Banner.

“Junior Brother Qin Yu, I am Meng Lingxuan from Tianji Peak. We are both members of the Nine Xuan Yang Masters, and I have come here to seek your guidance.”

The young monk, dressed in ancient robes and a tall hat, held a jade ruler in his hand and smiled.

In the inner city.

Xiao Changce's expression changed slightly. A blue flame lotus platform appeared beneath his feet, and a powerful reprimanding voice rang out as he reached out and grabbed.

The flames converged, transforming into a crimson handprint that reached out to grab the ancient blue scroll painting and the seven-section pine-patterned staff.

"Passed!"
"Are you trying to make yourselves a laughingstock of the Azure Water Pavilion by killing your own fellow disciples?"

"Snapped!"

The Azure Bodhi Branch twirled and lashed down, shattering the Crimson Flame Handprint.

A black jade pendant adorned Xiao Yan's left ear, reflecting a faint light as he turned his head, like a cold moon and green bamboo, blocking Xiao Changce's path.

"Senior Brother Changce, let the juniors resolve their own disputes. You and I, as Core Formation cultivators, should refrain from interfering."

"That's true."

Gongni wore a gentleman's hat and held a green bamboo divination stick in his hand.

He smiled, his aura binding Changsun Jie and Huang Daiyue like shackles.

"It's best if we don't interfere in a fight between younger generations."

Jiejiao Pavilion.

Yan Youtai held the Nine Wood Azure Dragon Staff, and the Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Disc behind him, covered in cracks, was spinning.

Divination, the Eight Trigrams, and constellations are all interconnected, evolving into the realm of alchemy.

His black hair danced wildly, poised to strike, ensuring that Fang Yi would be severely injured the moment he made a move.

"Once Fang Yi is severely injured, one major enemy will be eliminated, and I can release the suppression and focus on breaking through the Heavenly Mystery Path."

"The Heavenly Witch's Jade is giving back, and I can't suppress it for much longer."

Inside the Hanhai Tower.

The incense wafted gently from the bronze incense burner shaped like an animal head.

Fang Yi, dressed in a plain white robe, sat cross-legged. Behind him, the Void Realm Banner of Withering and Flourishing evolved into six real and one illusory forms, with seven withering and flourishing treasure restrictions rising and falling.

After a year of secluded cultivation, through the intense practice of the Life and Death Scripture, he has mastered the latest changes in the Void Realm's Life and Death Banner.

It will not be like the battle at Yunhe Island, where the Three Yin God-Slaying Sword was unleashed and then the protective barrier shattered.

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The building was silent as he stared at the photographic recorder.

The two fake alchemists joined forces to activate the ancient painting on the blue scroll and the seven-section pine-patterned staff.

Li Heng tried his best to support them, but he was still outnumbered and was suppressed, suffering repeated defeats and his morale continued to decline.

A quarter of an hour later.

Sensing the energy within the Jiejiao Pavilion, Fang Yi's eyes turned cold as he waved his hand and unleashed a beam of spiritual light.

"It's time to let Yan Youtai focus on his breakthrough."

"Buzz!"

A dark purple ancient mirror rises, creating a dreamlike and enchanting scene that connects with the great array of yellow sand.

"Humph!"

Accompanied by a cold snort, sand and stones flew, and a branch of the Bodhi tree flew out, heading towards the outer city, quietly disappearing.

"The Ancient Mirror of Separation from Dreams?"
The original mid-grade magic weapon used by the Jade Water Pavilion to suppress the Azure Sky Cliff.

Inside the Jiejiao Pavilion, Yan Youtai's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he instantly struck down with the Nine Wood Azure Sky Staff.

"Junior Brother Fang Yi, you finally couldn't hold back anymore."

"Edict!"

Although the Tianji Bagua compass was damaged at its core, its pointers continued to turn thanks to the ever-improving Tianji techniques.

In a short while, they found the place where the power of the Yellow Sand Array was blocked.

The Nine-Wood Azure Dragon Staff struck down, its azure light flowing.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The array patterns stopped flowing, the brown spiritual light dissipated, leaving only a dark purple ancient mirror.

"not good!"

A gasp of surprise came from inside the Hanhai Pavilion, and Yan Youtai's lips curled slightly.

"town!"

The six-story ancient building, poised to strike, descended with overwhelming force, its precious light shimmering, the name of the [Tianlu Mingxiao Tower] written with iron hooks and silver strokes.

The ancient building is built on a base of jade, with black glazed tiles, and thirty-six pillars made of lightning-struck wood. The pillars are inscribed with golden words and laws, and the eaves gleam with a mysterious white light.

"boom!"

A brilliant golden light shone forth, and golden words flowed through the book, ripples falling from eight corners, instantly suppressing the ancient mirror of parting dreams.

"It's done!"

Yan Youtai let the Bodhi branch fall, damaging the ancient painting on the blue scroll and the original source of the seven-section pine-patterned staff, and then swept away Li Heng, Qin Yu, Huo Zhao, Yu Feihong and others.

"With the loss of the mid-grade magic weapon suppressing the central core of the formation, the Azure Sky Cliff has fallen entirely into my hands, leaving Fang Yi with only one possibility."
Furthermore, Changsun Jie added fuel to the fire.

Yan Youtai's eyes were cold and ruthless, like an ancient, icy pool.

"Fang Yi, don't blame me."

Tianji Peak has an owner, but Tianquezi's attitude is inexplicable.

For the sake of my future cultivation, I don't need any cultivators in Xuan Yang Mountain to compete with me for the opportunities in the Jian Yang Secret Realm."

"I no longer need to endure it."

"Wow!"

A celestial globe rotated, causing Yan Youtai's robes to flutter, and his aura surged skyward, stirring up the wind and clouds.

The Taoist concepts of [Heavenly Secrets], [Divination], [Constellations], [Eight Trigrams], and [Six Ren] are all interconnected.

Within the Jiejiao Pavilion, even before the Heavenly Witch Jade was activated, the rudimentary form of a Daoist temple slowly began to evolve.

"Oh
Finally, that step has been taken.

Fang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, his aura instantly receded, and his magical power transformed from withered to flourishing, evolving into the Way of Wood's Life.

"Yan Youbu's cultivation has broken through, and he has devoted so much effort to refining the witch treasure; it's time for him to come."

There was apprehension in his eyes.

Tian Quezi, a Great Master of cultivation, is an expert in the Dao of Heavenly Secrets, whose depths are unfathomable.

Although Yan Youtai is a troublesome opponent, with careful planning, he can still be dealt with.

But what if we offend the heavens and cause them to lose their child?
In the vast world of cultivation in Da Yun, among countless living beings and cultivators, perhaps only Chi Meizi is unafraid.

Yu Yuanzi of Biyue Pavilion is still lacking in skill.

Half a month later.

In the dead of night, the bright moon hangs high, its light casting a silvery veil over Qingkong Cliff.

Within the ancient city atop the cliff, a dazzling light shines, suppressing both the inside and outside worlds.

Three-foot counting rods, black-patterned divination sticks, a Bagua compass, a plain white long banner, an ancient painting on a blue scroll, a seven-section pine-patterned staff, a blue silkworm net, and green bamboo divination sticks.
The eight magical treasures, arranged in pairs, were suspended high in all directions under the activation of the fake alchemist.

With a flick of his finger, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged on the Dream Mirror, which hung high above him. Every half hour, he would use the mirror to probe the energy flow, his divine sense sweeping over it inch by inch.

"Yan Youtai is becoming increasingly cautious."

"With such a lineup, even a Grandmaster cannot hide, so Fang Yi retreated to the Han Hai Tower."

Miao Yun and Yun Hui are on Yunhe Island, and the whereabouts of Yin Gu from the White Bone Sect are unpredictable. What cultivator could possibly come to cause trouble?

"Oh, it just so happens to have come at the right time."

Tianquezi was wearing a Bagua robe, holding a dove staff, and his white hair looked like dead grass, making him look like an eighty-year-old man.

It appeared at the foot of Qingkong Cliff at some unknown time.

His eyes were cloudy as he stepped up the stone steps, climbing higher and higher.

The stone steps kept decreasing, and thousands of cultivators passed by one after another, but none of them noticed the old cultivator.

"arrive!"

Gazing at the eight magical treasures hanging high, the Ancient Mirror of Departure shines in all directions.

Tian Quezi tapped his dove-shaped staff lightly, and the falling mirror light slid off his body like water.

He strolled through the ancient city, his cloudy eyes constantly shifting.

"That's not bad."

This young man is indeed skilled in business management.

Between breaths.

Tian Quezi brushed past Xuan Yangwei, glanced at the fake Dan Zhenren, and moved through Qingkong Cliff as if it were his own backyard.

He stepped into the inner city, his gaze sweeping over the two ancient buildings that had sprung up from the ground before settling down with his cloudy eyes.

"Hanhai Tower?"
Jiejiao Pavilion?

"These younger generation members are very aggressive."

A silvery aura swirled around him as Tian Quezi stepped into the Hanhai Pavilion as if no one else was there, completely ignoring the layers of magical restrictions placed upon him.

"Fang Yi?
"I am quite curious myself."

"Da da da!"

Footsteps continued, and Qi Jie, holding the spiritual fruit, leaned against the corner of the stairs, showing no reaction whatsoever to the path Tian Quezi had trod.
'arrive.'

Tian Quezi, leaning on his dove-shaped staff, reached the top of the Hanhai Tower in just a few steps, gazing at Fang Yi, who was in seclusion refining a treasure.

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