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

Chapter 789 The Great Clouds Conceal Their Secrets, Heaven's Flaw Grants a Treasure

"I've met Master."

Fang Yi, dressed in the robe of the Mountain and River Transformation Moon Dharma, bowed with his hands clasped, exuding elegance and grace.

Thoughts raced through his mind, a faint excitement rising within him.

'Finally, I can see the true essence of Xuan Yang Mountain: a thousand years of accumulation, the inheritance of witchcraft, and celestial secrets.'

Tian Quezi made the first trip, a righteous and open visit, undoubtedly to investigate the cause of Yan Youtai's death and make the right choice.

Tian Quezi leaned on his dove-shaped cane, his eyes sparkling with starlight.

"Buzz!"

The surging divine sense swept over the Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner, finally landing on Fang Yi.

"It possesses profound knowledge, pure and unadulterated magical power, and can even refine a treasure from a celestial cave."
Fang Yi, you're not bad!

"Wow!"

"Yan Youtai died at the hands of the Yin Bone Sect, Xiao Yan was killed by Qing Sui, and the Bi Xue Bodhi Branch was also lost."
Fang Yi, you won your battle against Yan Youtai. Are you happy?

"I am naturally delighted."

Fang Yi's robes fluttered in the wind, his demeanor neither humble nor arrogant.

"Fang Yi!"

Xiao Changce's expression changed slightly. Looking at Tian Quezi, whose face was solemn, he spoke up to stop him.

"Uncle-Master Tianque, Fang Yi only misspoke, alas."

A burst of starlight shot out, blocking Xiao Changce's senses and mouth. Tian Quezi tapped his dove-like staff lightly, and a vast pressure surged forth like a tidal wave, landing on Fang Yi.

"Fang Yi, a true master of the sect has fallen, and you are so happy?"

"Yan Youtai and I are both Core Formation True Immortals, and we both possess numerous spiritual resources needed for cultivation. Furthermore, we both compete for the Azure Sky Cliff."

The Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner in Fang Yi's hand swayed, swirling with vitality and surrounded by the fragrance of herbs, transforming into a projection of a grotto-heaven.

"If I were to say that I am displeased, would Master Tianque believe me?"

"Ha, you're quite honest. Yan Youtai's actions on several occasions have indeed caused you considerable losses."

Tian Quezi's expression relaxed, and his energy dissipated like ice melting and snow thawing.

"If you say you have no grievances, I don't believe it."

A precious light rose from his sleeve, surrounded by a crimson aura, and a crimson-gold scroll carrying the sounds of sacrifice unfolded.

"This is the Pure Yang Precious Scroll, and the name recorded above it is that of the successor of my Xuan Yang Mountain Taoist lineage."

He said in a low, meaningful tone:
"Regardless of your grudges with Yan Youtai or your connection with Yin Gu, since there is no evidence, this matter ends here."

"Your cultivation at the third level of Core Formation, used to refine a treasure from your grotto-heaven, demonstrates your profound foundation and the superior quality of the elixir."

"A top-grade true pill, or a half-step golden pill, or a condensed golden pill?"
Whether your previous Core Formation was concealed or you later obtained a great opportunity, neither I, Senior Brother Red Eyebrow, nor the rest of the sect will investigate your circumstances.”

"By striking with all your might, you leave your mark. From this day forward, you are the most core successor of the Xuan Yang Mountain lineage."

How many resources you can mobilize from the gate afterwards depends on the talent you demonstrate.

Tian Quezi's hands pulsed with magical power, the Pure Yang Treasure Scroll unfurled, radiating profound light, and several marks evolved within the swirling spiritual energy.

A crimson sun rises, suppressing all directions; a star map unfolds, evolving into the celestial hexagrams; a brown spiritual field evolves, with the branches of a locust tree waving.

Fang Yi did not hesitate at all. The magic power in his dantian turned from withered to flourishing, and a wisp of green light appeared at his fingertips.

"disease!"

A mark fell and transformed into an ancient, gnarled tree, its branches and trunk verdant, breathing life on its own.

Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly, sensing the seven precious restrictions within the Pure Yang Treasure Scroll connecting and evolving into a contract.

"The Oath is a magical artifact, similar to the [Golden Oath Book] in the Burial Soul Abyss, but of a higher grade."

And it's even more lenient.

The golden covenant flowed through the soul, its contents manifesting as only three oaths.

The first principle is "righteousness," meaning that cultivators within the contract must not harm each other or bully the weak.

The second aspect is "mutual assistance," where cultivators who have signed the contract will do their utmost to help their fellow cultivators while ensuring their own interests are protected.

The third is the "orthodox lineage." Those who establish the legal code must pass on the orthodox lineage, selecting the best and not returning it to bloodlines.

A superior-grade third-level contract.

The three patriarchs who made the agreement back then possessed great wisdom.

A well-defined contract, guaranteeing the fundamental interests of both parties, coupled with mutual support, is essential for long-term success.

Otherwise, the magic contract is dead, while the cultivator is alive; even the most meticulously crafted magic contract can be broken.

Fang Yi's divine sense flowed, and the ancient tree surrounded by vitality evolved into the Azure Spirit Tree of the Azure Sky, completely signing the legal contract.

"Wow!"

The Pure Yang Treasure Scroll glowed faintly, and beneath the three Great True Persons' marks, the Dragon Smoke Furnace emitted smoke and mist; ancient, verdant trees teemed with life; the scroll turned, and oracle bone script leaped forth.
A towering ancient tree appeared, its canopy spreading out, standing alongside a pot of five kinds of delicacies used to cook various beasts.

'Half-step Golden Core?'
He obtained a remnant of the Qingmu Palace's opportunities, but unfortunately, it wasn't the Golden Core.

Tian Quezi's temples were graying, and a fleeting look of disappointment crossed his eyes.

Although a half-step Golden Core cultivator has the name of a Golden Core cultivator, they have ultimately not gathered the divinely bestowed Dao essence, and are unable to advance to the Law Domain and evolve their own Dao in the mid-stage of Core Formation.

Even if some of the elixir is extracted, it will not be of much use to Chi Meizi.

'No, the Burning Heart Glazed Mirror's ability to sense the Qi within the gate is half-obscured by the Heavenly Witch Jade.'

Senior Brother Red Eyebrows, who had been suppressing his cultivation, has now made further progress; this half-step Golden Core stage is completely useless to him.

'Unfortunately, Senior Brother Guang Sheng struck first, and Zhang Heng's original source was more harmful than beneficial.'

The Wood Dao Golden Elixir, imbued with the essence of Heaven and Earth, boasts a lifespan of six hundred years. What does it matter if it sacrifices sixty years?

The white-haired old cultivator felt helpless. As one of the inheritors of the Daoist tradition, Zhang Heng had lost his lifespan, and the sect would make amends accordingly.

However, Huang Guangsheng was ultimately too protective of his own, unwilling to let his favorite disciple's foundation be shaken, and thus completely blocked the loophole.
'But it's not bad either.'
With Zhang Hengyi in the past, Fang Yi in the future, and Xiao Changce who has taken the wrong path, the Ancestral Hall's lineage has successors.

Tian Quezi's eyes were kind as he took the Pure Yang Treasure Scroll into his hand, which then transformed into a Mysterious Yang Pearl.

"From today onwards, Fang Yi, you may call me Martial Uncle. You may consult me ​​on any matters."

Of course, my assistance is not free, but you can borrow a little or a bit on credit.

Keep this Pure Yang Pearl safe. If you encounter danger within the Great Cloud area, you can crush the pearl.

"At that time, the sect will sense it, and a renowned master of the Precious Scrolls will assist."

"Greetings, Uncle Tianque. May you be free from calamities and tribulations, and may your path to immortality be everlasting."

Fang Yi straightened his clothes, his face solemn, bowed and accepted the Pure Yang Pearl.

After nearly two hundred years of cultivation, he finally entered the true lineage of Xuan Yang Mountain, and at least 50% of the obstacles to his cultivation were eliminated.

"Fang Yi, congratulations!"

"Being listed in the Pure Yang Precious Scroll will bring future blessings from all cultivators, and your path to enlightenment will be vast."

Xiao Changce's eyes were filled with satisfaction, and the smile on his lips was impossible to suppress. This was the core of the Xuan Yang Mountain lineage.

The opportunities to come into contact with them are so great that even the leaders of the Heavenly Blade Pavilion and the White Bone Sect cannot compare.

"Thank you, Master," Fang Yi said, his robes fluttering in the wind.

"Hey, let's see who dares to say I can't teach disciples."

I've done right by my master, and from now on I can act freely without any more scruples."

"wrong!"

His expression suddenly changed, and he spoke urgently.

"Tian Que, you are also called Uncle-Master by Fang Yi, and I will also call you Uncle-Master."

How should Fang Yi and I calculate this?

"Noisy!
You each do your own thing.

Tian Quezi's eyes showed disdain, and a wisp of starlight flowed, sealing Xiao Changce's mouth and preventing him from speaking.

"Fang Yi, since you have inherited the Xuan Yang Dao lineage, I will perform a divination for you."

He gazed at the gnarled ancient tree on the Pure Yang Scroll, surrounded by vitality, and his thoughts shifted.

Fang Yi was included in the core of the Xuan Yang Three Lineages Daoist tradition, and as an elder, I naturally had to plan for his path in the Dao.

The Pure Yang Treasure Scroll shimmered with mysterious light, its oracle bone runes flowing, accompanied by the gentle tapping of the dove-shaped staff in hand, sparkling with starlight.

"Wow!"

Within the constellation, ancient, gnarled trees exhale life force, influencing inexplicable shifts in the fortunes of a region.

"The illusory form of the Azure Spirit Wood of the Azure Wood Palace?"
Fang Yi, you are deeply blessed to have received a portion of the Green Wood Palace's inheritance.

"However, this inheritance has its downfall. The Green Wood Palace was destroyed, but some survivors were left behind."

"Let me see which fool dares to plot against the successor of my family's lineage."

The dove-shaped staff in Tian Quezi's hand emitted a ghostly light, and strange witch patterns writhed on its body, resembling oracle bones. Starlight shone brightly, and the phantom of a black tortoise appeared, carrying an ancient and simple treasure mirror on its back.

"Buzz!"

The ancient, simple mirror gradually cleared, revealing the continuous Sudu Mountain Range.

The mirror-like reflections of mountains and rivers constantly changed, gradually settling into a deep, dark abyss.

A surge of vibrant life washed over the reflection in the mirror, blurring it once more.

"The former site of the Green Wood Palace, the Burial Abyss of Souls?"

Tian Quezi seemed to be deep in thought, and lightly tapped his dove-shaped staff, causing the star formations to dissipate.

No wonder.
Fang Yi, how much do you know about the Burial Soul Abyss?

The Azure Wood Palace holds a rare opportunity, possessing a potential fourth-tier Azure Spirit Tree.

But Fang Yi didn't hide it; once the money was in his pocket, Xuan Yang Mountain was his biggest backer.
"This disciple knows that the Burial Soul Abyss is the former site of the Green Wood Palace, and its spiritual energy is strange and contains a yin-corroding aura."

Decades ago, after the beast tide in the ancient city of Dadu, I went to the Abyss of Burial Souls.

"Shh!"

Tian Quezi raised an index finger, interrupting Fang Yi's next words.

"This is your opportunity; you don't need to tell anyone else."

Although I am not a good person, I would never covet the opportunities in the hands of a junior.

Fang Yi remained silent, his thoughts shifting. Compared to the Mingquan Sect, the Grand Master of Xuanyang Mountain could be considered upright and honorable.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have continued to raise the stakes.

Tian Quezi nodded slightly, and with a flick of his finger, a ray of spiritual light transformed into a map of the Great Cloud's power.

The mighty Jiucang River flows through half of the map. To the west and north of the map's center, along the mountainous border, there are three regions marked with the scarlet "Forbidden" character.

He pointed out:

"The Burial Soul Abyss, the Demon Realm of Sudu Mountain, and Lishan are the three most dangerous places in Dayun."

Ordinary Core Formation cultivators have low cultivation levels; if they are careful when exploring dangerous places, they will be fine.

However, if a Grandmaster were to intervene, it could very well unleash the true danger within the perilous place.

Fang Yi looked curious. The Burial Soul Abyss was a relic of the Green Wood Palace, so it was not surprising that it contained forbidden laws.

He had previously entered the Burial Soul Abyss Secret Realm but had not yet ventured into its core when he encountered Chen Ang, the last leader of the Green Wood Palace, and transformed into a third-tier high-grade array spirit.

Although he obtained a third-tier spiritual item and a miraculous medical technique, the Azure Sky Treasure Cloud Qi, and completed the True Method of Searching Heaven and Earth, he also possessed the third-tier superior-grade Yin Huai Soul-Slaying Puppet Array.

But it was all bait from that old monster Chen Ang, luring him in.
Sudu Mountain is backed by the Ten Thousand Mountains. Lu Xiaozi is just a cultivator in name only. The Great Master has gone deep into the mountains and is unrestrained.

This would draw out a fourth-tier demon lord from the Ten Thousand Mountains, who would then face certain death. This is also the reason why Gu Jiushang was placed among the demons as a way out.

What dangers lurk in Mount Li?

Fang Yi's thoughts changed. Lishan was shrouded in a mist that obscured divine consciousness for many years. It was said to be an ancient battlefield left over from thousands of years ago.

It is dangerous, but it is rich in spiritual objects that nourish the soul.

In his early years, Li Qingsong sacrificed his life to obtain a spiritual artifact for the Soul Dao in order to forge a superior Dao foundation for his son, Li Heng.

However, there was no news of any danger that might endanger the Great Master, and there is no record of it in the ancient books of Xuanyang Mountain.

"Ha, Fang Yi, you love reading poetry and books. You have already read through all the classics in the library."

However, some truly secret secrets are not written down, but are passed down orally among the cultivators of my Xuan Yang Mountain lineage.”

Tian Quezi's eyes showed apprehension as he explained to the newly promoted successor of the Xuan Yang Mountain lineage, lest he overestimate his abilities and die in Li Mountain.

“Lishan is the ancestral land of the Blood Corpse Sect three thousand years ago.

After being destroyed by the founding True Lord of Qingmu Palace, he self-destructed his fourth-order Yin Meridian, shattering space.

According to the explorations of the sect's past great masters, it is speculated that the space of Mount Li is unstable and connected to the Netherworld.

"The Netherworld? Related to the ancient war to seal away demons?"

Fang Yi's apprehension grew stronger.

Others may not know the terror of the Netherworld, but how could he not know? The very foundation of the Netherworld Spring Sect is connected to the Netherworld.

"The War to Seale Demons?"

Xiao Changce was puzzled. "I know about the ancient war to seal the demons, but what is this Yin Realm?"

"Indeed, Junior Nephew Fang actually knows about the ancient war to seal the demons."

A hint of appreciation appeared in Tian Quezi's eyes. It was normal for Xiao Changce to be so ignorant of the Yin Realm.

A cultivator's aptitude for cultivation is their foundation, while their magical abilities and supernatural powers are their foundation.
Understanding the secrets of the cultivation world is also a fundamental skill, which can be life-saving in critical moments.

He continued, saying:

"In ancient times, the thirteen states of the cultivation world were not so separated, and the various cultivation worlds were even one, with abundant spiritual energy."

The suppression by the ten ancient sects resulted in the ascension of many powerful cultivators, including those at the Nascent Soul stage.

Tian Quezi's eyes were filled with longing; the ancient times were the true golden age of the cultivation world.

He said regretfully:

"Afterwards, the extraterrestrial demon realm invaded, and various factions fought each other. The Heavenly Lord of the Transformation Realm then took action."

Although the demon realm was eventually driven out, the thirteen states were left in ruins, barely managing to be divided into five major regions.

The numerous perilous places left behind further divided the cultivation world.

"The Great Cloud Cultivation Realm where my Xuan Yang Mountain is located, the Ten Thousand Mountains of the Demon Clan, and the Great Yu Immortal Cultivation Realm all belong to Qiongzhou."

'Qiongzhou?'
Indeed, this truly hidden secret is one of the most core inheritances of Xuan Yang Mountain.

Fang Yi's eyes lit up, a sharp glint in them. In his previous life at the Mingquan Sect, he had also heard of the name Qiongzhou.

"Our sect inherits part of the ancient witchcraft tradition. Although we do not currently have a Nascent Soul True Monarch in charge, our secrets in the cultivation world are no weaker than those of the major Nascent Soul sects."

If Junior Nephew Fang Yi is interested, he can take the Pure Yang Pearl to the Azure Light Five Elements Mansion, where the old tortoise will give him guidance.

"Yes, thank you for your guidance, Martial Uncle."

Fang Yi suppressed the glint in his eyes. If he could find out the location of the Nether Spring Sect through this, it would be a great opportunity.

If the remains left behind by a reincarnation can be refined, it can further unlock his greatest potential, the Three Lives Stone.

Tian Quezi got back to the point, his eyes clouded.

"Like the perilous places of Dayu and Dayun, the Yin Domain is a legacy of ancient wars."

However, the danger is relatively small, and those who have reached the Core Formation stage can cross it. Foundation Establishment cultivators with strong luck also have a glimmer of hope.

But the underworld is completely different.”

"According to the records of the Ancient Witchcraft Sect, there is at least one fifth-order Yin Meridian, which is also the oldest battlefield, where there are many opportunities."

Unfortunately, it was corrupted by demonic energy.
Later, it was sealed away by the top powers of the ancient war and suppressed by the top lineages of Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, Demonism, and Monsterism.

Fang Yi felt a sense of doubt. How could Tian Quezi know so much about the Yin Domain? It seemed like he had been planning this for a long time.

Xiao Changce suddenly realized and asked:
"Uncle-Master Tianque, if the Yin Domain was suppressed, how could it still connect with Lishan?"

"This is because the Yin Realm is vast, surrounded by spatial rifts, and even when sealed, it still occasionally connects with the Five Realms."

Tian Quezi's expression turned solemn as he warned:
"Li Shan's fourth-order Yin Vein self-destructed, causing the Dao of the Universe to become disordered, and he occasionally had contact with the Yin Domain."

Even if the evil spirits of the underworld cannot enter Mount Li, their ability to transmit magic remotely is still a major problem.

His expression was cold, and he said in a deep voice:
"The Great Yu Zoroastrianism was able to persuade Medicine King Valley, Suspended Sword Mountain, and Su Nu Sect, thanks in no small part to the perilous Li Mountain."

"The secret realm of Jianyang is also a great opportunity, and the danger is far less than that of Lishan."

Even if you eventually reach the level of a Great True Person, you must not explore the Underworld.

"This matter ends here."

Fang Yi, just be careful in your actions at the Burial Soul Abyss in the future. If you can swallow the inheritance of the Green Wood Palace...

"You might have the potential to form a Nascent Soul."

"Thank you for your guidance, Uncle-Master."

Fang Yi seemed to be deep in thought. The Way of Witchcraft truly lived up to its reputation as one of the oldest traditions, with its clear records of the ancient wars.

"This matter ends here. Once you reach the realm of Great True Person, you can then explore the ancient secrets."

"Junior Nephew Fang, what follows is the support that Senior Brother Chi Mei and I will provide for you, as well as compensation for the past incident at Qingkong Cliff."

With a wave of his sleeve, Tian Quezi sent out more than ten spirit-sealing boxes, their five-colored spiritual light dazzling and stirring up waves of spiritual energy.

"Gulu."

As Xiao Changce felt the swirling spiritual energy wafting towards him, his Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously, and his eyes widened in shock.

No matter how many times he witnessed it, the profound depths of Xuan Yang Mountain still captivated his mind.

　I went to pay respects to my ancestors today; I was exhausted from all the hiking and rural work, and my blood pressure was only 4400+. I'll recover to 6000+ tomorrow.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)